Margaret and Mike left the VIP lounge to the room. It was a room that Margaret had prepared for both of them to spend the night together. She didn't want to take him to her personal room, to avoid attaching emotions or sentiment to the fling, thereby giving room for a relationship. The room was very spacious with a king size bed. It was fully furnished with a smart plasma television, a mini refrigerator, a split unit air-conditioner and a home theatre sound system. Mike wondered if truely it was a hotel. He was beginning to feel there was more to the house that is beyond a hotel. Margaret welcomed him to the room and asked if he loved it. She sat on the bed, beside Mike watching his every countenance. She wanted to be sure he was comfortable before she would start her main objective. At that time, she was already aroused and ready to have a feel of Mike. She would hold his hands, massage them one after the other while they talked. They went from one topic to the other especially concerning the inspection. She would laugh and spank him on the shoulder. As she continued doing all these, Mike was also getting turned on. He tried all he could to hold himself, sometimes he would purposely avoid eye contact with her. Margaret kept pushing him, she had noticed that he was struggling to resist her. She excused herself and walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and brought out a mini night gown. She kept it on the bed, turned her back to Mike and asked that he helped her unzip the gown. Mike hesitated for a moment but finally did it. Margaret did not consider his presence, she let the gown fall to the floor, allowing Mike a full view of her from the back. She was standing there with only the bra and the pant that barely covered her nude buttocks. Mike swallowed his saliva again. He was almost at his breaking point all that came to his mind was to grab her and make love to her. He once again resisted the urge. Margaret was surprised that he didn't touch her, she expected him to do so. She knew that it was a difficult thing for a man to see her big buttocks and not rush her. It was one of the ways he intimidated them. She began to imagine what kind of man Mike was. Does it mean her body doesn't move him, she thought. Whatever be it, she had already made up her mind to have him, and no Jupiter would stop her. She didn't ask him for further help, rather she unhooked her bra, exposing the big breast, although they were huge, they were also still strong and round. She turned and winked at Mike, before walking to the bathroom.
When Mike couldn't see her again, as she had closed the door. He thought of Olivia and what she might be doing right now. He wouldn't know if she was cheating on him, she doesn't look it, with the little he knew of her. His conscience began to play with his mind. He recalled that it would have been Cindy, but he succeeded in escaping, now this. He can't continue to run from them he decided, moreover, he was already turned on by Margaret's body. He felt it would be regrettable not to have a feel of her. As he was imagining her figure and contemplating what his next move would be, she called him from the bathroom to join her. Being that there was a limit to his resistance as a human being, he quickly took the offer. Mike pulled off his trouser, removed his shirt and his shoes. He had only his boxers on, he stepped into the bathroom where Margaret was sitting in the Jacuzzi. When Margaret saw him, her eyes glued at the bulge on the boxers. She took a deep breath, exhaled slowly. She had seen many dick, but this was huge to her. She began to imagine what it would feel like inside of her. Mike walked close to the jacuzzi, wanted to remove the boxers, but he felt a little bit uncomfortable doing so while she watched. He had to seize the white towel that was hanging on the wall, wrapped it round his waist and from under it pulled off the boxer. He stepped into the jacuzzi, bent low before removing the towel. Margaret who watched as he was acting the drama could not help but laugh. She felt Mike was being childish, since after all, he was going to be naked in the jacuzzi with her, moreover his ignorance as regards her plan for him added to her reason for the laughter.
The rest of the moment in the jacuzzi was more of romantic, their body chemistry connected making it look as if they had known for so long. What began like an admiration of beauty and handsomeness culminated into a little confession of emotional feeling and ended up at kisses. Once their tongue met each other's, it was as if a fire was ignited in them. Margaret couldn't let go of him, she had left her position which was opposite him, and moved to his side. She began to explore every part of his body, making sure she got satisfaction. Her hands went from his head down to between his legs, she touched his dick which finally confirmed how big the size was. She had to openly confess to him that it was awesome to have seen such size in real life for her first time. When it looked like they couldn't stop tearing at each other sensually, Mike lifted her from the Jacuzzi and walked into the room where they had an amazing sexual experience. Margaret never knew that it would be the beginning of a new her, she was about to get into a fight she never planned. The kind of fight that was with her emotions. How she felt that night was so strange to her, she couldn't define it. She found herself not willing to allow Mike leave. Her entire being was behaving opposite of what she knew herself to be. She noticed that quite unlike her, she wasn't able to leave the room back to hers, this being part of her plans for that night, whenever she does that, the men kept crawling and begging for her to stay, they would preach their love for her. Here was a different scene altogether, Mike jumped down the bed after their sexual intercourse, he took his cigarette and started smoking, when she looked at him she felt she needed more of him, she hadn't experienced such an erotic moment before, she was taking so high the cloud that she had to squirt. Her attraction towards him grew from that moment, she felt it would be terrible for her to lose such a man. Mike wasn't moved at All, he had remained indifferent, he remembered Olivia and felt guilty of his actions. He forcefully changed his line of thought back to Margaret and what they shared few moments ago. He had to confess that it was a nice one, Margaret knew her role very well when it came to sex. She had a lot of energy deposited in her and it was as if they were sexually made for each other.
Meanwhile back at his hotel, Cindy had looked and searched everywhere for Mike, she tried his number, they were switched off, she asked the receptionist, she told her he hadn't returned after he left in the limo. Cindy became curious, what might have happened she thought. She felt bad that she didn't play her part well the last night, how could she have let Mike walk out freely without getting him to satisfy her. What if he had left town never to return, she thought, she shrugged that thought out, having known he didn't check out according to the receptionist. She knew there was something about Mike that would make her complete, she also sensed that he was vulnerable to classy women, that he wasn't the kind of man any woman would let go easily. She walked back to her room, sat down and smoked all through the night, trying his number intermittently without success. When she felt tired and exhausted, she threw in the towel, went back to bed and slept off. She told herself that she would have to continue the next day.
In France, that night, Olivia dreamt of Mike, she drove to his house in that dream. When she got to the gate, she couldn't recognize the house. The colour of the gate had changed, the street doesn't look the same too. While she was standing there, a young lady opened the gate and asked who she was looking for. Olivia told her, she came to see Mike, the lady laughed. She wondered why the lady would laugh at her, but before she could say something, the lady disappeared, then she woke up. She sat down on her bed thinking what the dream might possibly mean. She wasn't the type that dreamt always but the little ones she had came to pass. Some interpretations she had got from some dreams came from her mother, should she go to her mother for this she thought, what if this meant she would lose Mike, these were questions that were in her mind. She remembered Mary's suggested plan, and wished it worked for her good whichever way it went.
Aunty Mary had better be right, she whispered. As if she was talking to someone.
She lay down again, after a short prayer and covered herself with the blanket, in a little while, she slept off again.